Wherever they went, either the officials were corrupt and the common folk had no way to redress their grievances, or demons ran rampant and the people suffered terribly.
Everything Tang Sanzang saw was filthy and vile!
He desperately wanted to retrieve the true scriptures, fulfill the Tang Emperor's commission, then cleanse Qian-Kun and let the people live and work in peace.
This was Tang Sanzang's personal aspiration.
In his heart, the Western World was surely the Ultimate Bliss World.
The Buddha Ancestor of Western Heaven surely possessed the true Dharma.
But ever since he had teamed up with the Great Sage, he had discovered that he seemed to have entered another world.
The seas were calm and the rivers clear; peace reigned across the four seas.
The people lived and worked in peace, and life flourished!
Tang Sanzang was practically questioning his entire life.
This was the border of Great Tang!
It was impossible that demons and monsters still caused trouble within Great Tang, while the borderlands were instead peaceful and prosperous.
The name did not match the reality. It made no logical sense.
This defied common sense!
Sun Wukong said blandly, "Little monk, don't overthink it. Wherever Old Sun travels, would they dare send some natural disaster or calamity my way? Wouldn't that be slapping my face?"
Tang Sanzang did not understand, but found it impressive.
He only felt that Sun Wukong spoke with great bravado.
Both grand and domineering.
Yet the two of them had been traveling together for half a month. Forget demons and monsters—even a single wild beast had not appeared.
Clearly, something was amiss.
Then Tang Sanzang thought of the Golden Hoop the Great Sage had given him, and he vaguely felt that it was most likely the Great Sage's doing.
Unfortunately, Tang Sanzang was